The Nobushi Warrior ran the stone across her blade. a moment of serenity among a life of warfare. she never wanted to fight wars. she wanted to be a wife, find love. she wanted to tend to hearth and home. alas, Samurai society is pitiless. her body was not ideal for courting a husband. her chest was flat, and her rear was much the same. without a husband to speak of, she went loveless. and with no lover to tend to, the draft came to her and she was conscripted
the gates shattered, an explosion rendering both doors, pieces. Vikings. Raiders, Berserkers, Warlords and Shamans. Savages and Barbarians. the Nobushi readied her blade and charged to meet the enemy
In the fortress courtyard, The Nobushi saw a Valkyrie. a warrior woman of legend among vikings. her body was everything hers was not. her hips, wide, and ideal for bearing a child. her chest was large and voluptuous, but did not jiggle or shake under her tightly wrapped leather armor. The Nobushi could not see her face. but was confident her features were just as feminine and beautiful as the rest of her body
She was entranced by this Woman, so much so, she could not see her ruthlessly dominate 3 of her compatriots in combat and notice her staring her down. mere inches from her face. her eyes stuck on her chest, when she realized the Valkyrie was confronting her. she moved to ready her weapon. but she was swiftly incapacitated in a single swift bash to the temple
when she awoke from her shield induced unconsciousness. she was In viking jail cell. the Vikings took the fortress, and it was not even close. all survivors including her were taken as prisoners. the Nobushi sat on her jail cot as the Valkyrie approached her cell. she opened the door and stepped in. nit fearing her enemy
"what is your name?"
she stated bluntly, not caring for formalities or introductions.
"my... my name's...
"state your name, or I leave now."
"Tsuma... my names Tsuma"
Tsuma caved in as soon as she said that. this Woman was drilled in her thoughts. her beauty could not leave her.
"I am Losta"
"why... why are you here?"
"You were staring at my bosom during the battle"
"uhh... well... I..."
if she was not blushing already, she was now. her perverse thoughts exposed. she had never considered other women before now. the sheer beauty of this warrior Woman putting a spell on her. she thought to a book she read months before this. how the main character responded to advances. Suave, charismatic and Witty
"do you desire me Valkyrie?"
"No."
Again, Stated like a brick would state. she strode forward to the captive. each footstep sounding like earthquakes with each step.
"You. Desire me."
she turned around and left the cell.
"I have arranged for you to be my prisoner. you will be taken to my hut by Guards. i will see you there, Tsuma."
the entire encounter made the nobushi melt. this viking read her actions like words on paper. each word made her fall a little more. and yet. she could not discern this Viking, her motive a mystery.
later, after she was taken to the Valkyries home. she was not chained, and a multitude of weapons were on the walls. it would perfectly logical to take up arms and attempt to escape. but she was compelled not to, either by fear, or lust for the Valkyrie responsible for her situation
the same Valkyrie entered her home
"why bring me here?"
"did you not want to be here?"
she responded like a club to the forehead every time. and still, reading tsuma like a book.
"Well... yes... N-No!... but"
her flustered stuttering was interupted by the valkyrie removing her leather corset, letting loose her beautiful breasts still hidden under simple clothes.
"I-I... uuhh..."
"Just in case you did not have a good enough look during the battle."
she said as she approached her housemate. eventually Tsuma was backed against the wall. Losta did not stop her own advance. she pressed her bosom onto her face. Tsumas sight was enveloped by Lostas femininity.
"Ahh! Wh-"
"do you not enjoy this Tsuma? were you not fantasizing of me?"
Tsuma caved in and stopped fighting it. she desired her chest, and Losta was offering, why bother fighting it? Losta snuggled her chest against her face, and Tsuma, consumed by lust, reached down and began to pleasure herself. the carnal desire overtaking her actions
soon, the valkyrie took the mask off the face of her new lover, and threw it on the ground. she gripped the cloth on her shoulders and swung her around. tossing her on the bed.
the night was long and Lustful